Chapter 30
Liu Woxing, the daughter of Yuxing Entertainment, not only had first-hand information about the entertainment industry but could also control entertainment media and guide public opinion.
As early as the first day of the show, Xu Shuangrong had already set her sights on her.
She had investigated Liu Woxingâs preferences in advance, chose the same room as her, and chatted with her every night about life, ideals, and philosophy. In the end, she successfully became close friends with Liu Woxing.
Now it was time to reap the rewards.
She played the pitiful card in front of Liu Woxing, hinting that Xie Mi was secretly seducing Xiao Jingxi.
If Liu Woxing believed her, she would have the staff of Yuxing Entertainment write an article and publish it. That way, she could use Liu Woxingâs hand to get rid of Xie Mi.
Who knew Liu Woxing would say, âItâs all Xiao Jingxiâs fault. It has nothing to do with Xie Mi.â
She didnât fall for it.
Xu Shuangrong had no idea what went wrong.
From her observations, Liu Woxing and Xie Mi barely had any interaction.
âI think so too.â
Xu Shuangrong wiped her tears and smiled. âAt that moment I almost misunderstood Xie Mi, but itâs wrong to doubt others without evidence, so I chose to trust her.â
Only then did Liu Woxing relax her furrowed brows and smile. âItâs good that you think this way.â
Xu Shuangrong forced smile.JPG
The intel she gathered was wrong. She could only change strategies for now.
Meanwhile, Xie Mi was still happily surfing Weibo 10G, munching on gossip with great relish.
The CP fans of Xiao + Xu had collectively turned against Xiao Jingxi, becoming Xu Shuangrongâs solo fans instead, and were cursing Xiao Jingxi as a scumbag.
Some former fan-site managers even released Xiao Jingxiâs unedited candids. A few of them looked downright awful because of the lighting, which fans used as fuel to mock his looks.
This time, Xiao Jingxiâs solo fans couldnât sit still.
Donât forget, when Xiao Jingxi was already a top actor, Xu Shuangrong was still a nobody. If weâre talking fanbase strength, of course the Xiao Army was stronger.
The Xiao Army came charging in shouting, âWe raise the banner for Jingxi!â They listed all the benefits Xu Shuangrong had enjoyed because of the CP ship, concluding: She got the benefits and still acts like a victim.
The Xu Army got mad: Just because youâre more famous, you think you can dump her? Even princes face the same law as commoners!
The Xiao Army sneered: When our man won Best Actor, your girl was still playing cannon-fodder roles. Leeching off him is fine, but donât push your luck.
Xu Army: We donât argue with idiots.
Xiao Army: Youâre the idiot.
Xu Army: Youâre the idiot.
Xiao Army: Youâre the idiot.
âQuack quack quack quack!â
Xie Mi laughed like a duck, rolling on the floor pounding the ground.
But soon, she couldnât laugh anymore.
Because a new fan group suddenly joined in.
Xie Army: Everyone shut up! Take a step back. Youâre both idiots.
For once, the Xiao Army and Xu Army were united: Get lost!
Xie Mi: â6.â
See? This is why her fans were called insane. They just had to join the chaos.
âQuackââ
WeChat notification popped up: [185 Purehearted College Guy] requests to add you as a friend.
Xie Miâs eyes lit up. She sat up in a flash and accepted.
Before he could say anything, she struck first.
[I freaking hate cilantro]: Who are you, quack? (tilts head cutely, big sparkly cartoon eyes blinking, speaking in a lively loli voice with a smile)
[185 Purehearted College Guy]: ?
[I freaking hate cilantro]: Wh⊠why are you like this, quack? (round watery eyes wide open, little cherry mouth pouting into a heart shape, cheeks flushed pink)
[185 Purehearted College Guy]: ?
[I freaking hate cilantro]: Hmph, Iâm ignoring you. (a thin blush creeps onto cheeks, she quickly turns away, then sneaks a glance back at you)
[185 Purehearted College Guy]: (takes off glasses) I really canât do anything about you.
Xie Mi curled her lips into a mischievous smile.
Pretending to be a little loli really workedâhe was clearly interested.
Now it was time to show her carefree side.
[I freaking hate cilantro]: Show me your abs.
The other side went silent.
Xie Mi was disappointed. She typed out a salty lineâOh, not giving? Fine, I didnât really want to see anywayâand was about to send it when he suddenly sent a photo.
The background was a bathroom.
The manâs slender fingers lifted his shirt, revealing fair skin, smooth waistlines, and clearly defined abs. Loose sweatpants hung lazily on his hips.
She shot upright like a patient revived on their deathbed!!
[I freaking hate cilantro]: I was just testing you! And you actually sent it?! Whereâs your shame? Whereâs your morality? Whereâs your address?!
[185 Purehearted College Guy]: [invites you to share location]
Without hesitation, Xie Mi tapped in.
Hey! Same city!
Wait, zoom inâpretty close by.
No way.
Wasnât this⊠inside the same villa?!
âTeacher Xie.â
Someone called her downstairs.
She poked her head out from the rooftop and saw Shen Yanqing standing on the third-floor balcony, leisurely leaning against the railing, waving his phone at her.
ââŠâŠâ She broke out in a cold sweat.
âQuackââ
Another WeChat notification.
[185 Purehearted College Guy]: Iâm a little curiousâwhat does Teacher Xieâs username mean?
[I freaking hate cilantro]: Check my first WeChat post and youâll understand.
Shen Yanqing clicked in.
The latest post was from 3 AM yesterday.
[I freaking hate cilantro]: This ranked matchâif I win, Iâll change my name to âLove Cilantro.â If I lose, itâs âHate Cilantro.â
Shen Yanqing: ââŠâŠâ
Meanwhile, Xie Mi wasnât idle either. She used this chance to click into Shen Yanqingâs Moments to see what kind of crazy things he usually posted.
Instead, she only found three strange posts.
The first was from 16 years ago: a photo of an apricot blossom tree by the roadside. The composition was terribleâthe tree was shoved to the edge, while the empty road filled the center.
The second was from 12 years ago: another photo, this time of a park. Again, no subject, the framing a complete mess.
The thirdâand the lastâwas from eight years ago. Finally, not a landscape: it was a photo of Shen Yanqing himself.
He was still in high school uniform then, eyes shining with youthful light. He bit down on a fork, looking startled and shy at the camera, like heâd been snapped without warning.
Of course, the composition was crooked again. He was shoved entirely to the left, with massive blank space on the right.
After scrolling through, Xie Mi summed it up in one line: The photos are great. Donât ever take them again.
âQuackââ
A message from Shen Yanqing.
[185 Purehearted College Guy]: My new VR set just arrived. Wanna play?
[I freaking hate cilantro]: What games you got?
[185 Purehearted College Guy]: The full Ultraman vs. Little Monsters series.
[I freaking hate cilantro]: Iâm in!
And so, gamer-girl Xie Mi showed up as promised, heading to the projection room on the second floor. Shen Yanqing had already set up the VR, and even prepared afternoon tea and cookies.
Such a homely man.
Xie Mi decided to forgive him for catfishing her just now.
